Why

"Why do you still love me?"

His eyes were stern. Even I don't know the answer to that. There's something to him. I still feel like we're in the past where he cared. When he tells me that he loves me. I feel like we can still go back.

"How about your song-writer?"

He looks at me with annoyance written in his eyes. I stand there in front of him. Wanting to have him is something bitter. I know my parents don't trust him and he is aware of it. My songwriter is just my best friend.

"I always hurt you, just leave."

Tears afraid to fall. He's right. But, it's hard. He hurt me with my "friends." Yet, I still love him. He leaves. I don't stop him. He leaves within 10 seconds. I cry as soon as he disappears from my shaking form.

~<3~

"$3.50, ma'am."

I pay and take my can of beer. Just a can. I pull out my phone. I see all the texts I've sent to him. I laugh bitterly. My eyes get blurry. I put my phone away and open the can of intoxication. I sit at the end of the stairs of my apartment. I gulp down the toxication. Wishing I had bought another one.

~Mark POV~

I look at her sitting down gulping down a can of beer. I told her not to go back to him. He's done with her. He's an asshole. I wish she could look at me.

~Mia POV~

I hear footsteps. I wipe my tears and look down at my can of beer that I just finished. I know it's Mark. He's here to take my pieces and put them back together.

"Let's go."

I look up and see his hand waiting for me to grab on. I do. He's my best friend. We have always looked out for each other.

"Why do you still have feelings for him?"

He asks the same thing, but from a different perspective.

"I don't know. Just leave me alone."

I say and walk back to my apartment. As soon as I get to my room, I open up my lyric book. I write my hurt feelings as tears fall onto the brown notebook.

~Mark POV~

I follow her to her room and she opens her lyric book. I lay beside her while she sits and writes. Her dark chocolate brown eyes filled with tears breaks my heart into two pieces. I hate seeing her in this form. I get furious. Why? Why can't she get over that asshole? She looks up and sees my eyes, tears daring to fall down.

I hug her tightly to let her know, she will always have me. I will never let her go.

"It's okay."